1 | A Game of Chess » |
The board is laid into the stone of the peak, and the edges merge so seamlessly with the rock that it seems like it has always been here—an ordered geometric extrusion. Eight by eight as an oversized magic square . . . |
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2 | Note » |
Photocopy of note found beside Jerry McElholn, May 17th, 1977 . . . |
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3 | Ripen » |
Mr. Harrington believes we are now in Brazil, and according to his map, we should reach São Paulo de Oliverça within a few days . . . |
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4 | Negligence » |
My recent review of the administrative organization of Rose Bay Psychiatric Hospital has revealed an existing contract between your organization and the hospital, pursuant to the care of three patients . . . |
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5 | The Funeral of the White Queen » |
The light streaming through the curtains is pale, and what glitters through the gaps in the fabric is crisp and undiluted. I lean over, swaying in time with the motion of the carriage, and peek through the curtain on my right . . . |
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6 | Strength » |
He is the strongest; and his strength lies not in his body—scarred by the violent efforts of so many others—nor in his hunger, which ravages his mind and fills his veins with a restlessness . . . |
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7 | Purify » |
FROM: lapidaryl2000@... SUB: Looking for Goldwhite@ . . . |
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8 | Experiment » |
Let me tell you what happened at Rose Bay, back in '77. Back when Jerry and Frank and I all went nuts . . . |
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9 | King » |
When there is a break in the persistent cloud layer, he sits by the window in the library and tries to read. Most of the books are water-damaged, their pages filled with streaks of ink and ash . . . |
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10 | Sacrifice » |
Philip Kendrick wakes up in his comfortable chair. He is wearing his favorite robe, a dark blue kimono—the one given to him by a biker with an angel tattoo, more than twenty years ago during a febrile weekend, lost in the Mohave Desert outside Needles . . . |
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11 | Deceit » |
"Yes? Hello? Is anyone here? It's awfully dark. Oh, excuse me. I didn't—you know . . . could we turn on a light? Ah, yes. Much—oh! . . . |
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12 | Fire » |
The editorial offices and archive of the Journal, housed in a secondary structure on the property, were also consumed by the fire . . . |
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13 | Purify » |
FROM: 0553383582@... SUB: RE: Looking for Goldwhite@ . . . |
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14 | Purify » |
FROM: heron74@... SUB: RE[2]: Looking for Goldwhite@ . . . |
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15 | Purify » |
FROM: 0553383582@... SUB: RE[3]: Looking for Goldwhite@ . . . |
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16 | Purify » |
FROM: heron74@... SUB: RE[4]: Looking for Goldwhite@ . . . |
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17 | Purify » |
FROM: terminalx@... SUB: RE[5]: Looking for Goldwhite@ . . . |
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18 | Purify » |
FROM: psychonaut23@... SUB: RE[6]: Looking for Goldwhite@ . . . |
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19 | Kings and Queens » |
Such a rush to bloody her. Was I? What made me change my mind, and hold back? What made me so passive? So afraid? . . . [art] |
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